pungent peasant girl

Chapter 291 Will Be Gentle
Luoying took the chicken bones and went out to throw them away. Dong'er soaked the towel and handed it to her to wipe her hands.

Meng Qianyan wiped it clean and handed the towel back.

At this moment, Luo Ziting was also sitting beside her, looking at her.

"What's wrong? Sister, have you been staring at me?"

Luo Ziting narrowed his smile, "Qianyan, at the beginning, I really couldn't see how you could be so powerful? After entering the palace, the emperor can accept you as a righteous daughter and become a princess. You can also help me at any time. Sister, I will be a princess and princess."

Meng Qianyan sighed, feeling extremely helpless, "Oh, sister, I really didn't plan this out, it was purely an accident. You should also know that I almost died inside."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, oh, I haven't seen you for almost half a year, I miss you so much."

"Really? I miss you too, Sister." Meng Qianyan hugged Luo Ziting's arm, "You don't even know that there are so many rules in the palace, so many that you have to kneel down at every turn, but it annoys me died."

"Hmph, when I was in Mingzhou, I thought, how can you bear such an unfettered person?"

"Speaking of which, it's really sad tears." Meng Qianyan leaned on Luo Ziting's shoulder.

It is really indescribably stable and practical.

She finally came home, back to her family.

Although the life in the palace was well-clothed and well-fed, it was not easy, especially after going through this experience of being almost beheaded, she felt more and more that the vast world outside was the best.

The gauze on the wound has been removed because of the marriage, but there is still a long scab on the palm of the hand.

"Okay, Qianyan, don't be sentimental, anyway, you are finally back now."

"Yeah, yes, sister. By the way, sister, Ziyan and I are not by your side. In the past half a year, are you all okay?"

Luo Ziting said: "Okay, at the beginning, when the second uncle was arrested, you and Ziyan also came to the capital, and the family members were extremely anxious. Both the mother and the second aunt had gray hair, and they ran to the temple every day Pray for you."

When Meng Qianyan heard this, he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

"However, after the second uncle went back, Mr. Wang posted a notice, and the people in Mingzhou knew that our family was innocent, and the business started again."

"How's the business?"

"That's great. Besides, the old Luo family silk shop has been closed down, and we have no competitors. The business has recovered immediately. Later, we also came to Beijing. Now the tailor shop and the royal clothes shop in the palace It's a cooperation, and the business of the silk shop is not bad in the capital. However, it is the capital city, and the silk shop can barely be regarded as a middle-of-the-road."

Meng Qianyan nodded, "Well, we've only been here for a short time, so don't worry."

"Yes, that's what Second Uncle said too. But Qi is fine now, and you and Ziyan are free to come back. Thinking about it, it will get better and better in the future."

The two of them chatted about their daily life, and several hours passed without knowing it.

It also got dark.

Outside, Luoying gently knocked on the door, "Princess."

"What's wrong? Sister Luoying."

"The servant girl just went to the front to take a peek. The son-in-law is not drunk, so he will probably be back in a while, hehe."

Meng Qianyan's face turned red, "I hate it, who told you to read this."

"Hahaha!" Luo Ziting laughed loudly, "Qianyan, all the girls beside you are like you."

"Oh, I deserve it."

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, you can rest for a while, I will go out and get busy, and Ziyan will really come back to enter the bridal chamber after a while."

Luo Ziting got up and left.

It was getting quieter outside.

Dong'er was sensible, "Second Young Madam, the slaves have also gone out."

The door closed and the room fell silent.

Meng Qianyan rolled his eyes, these guys are more annoying than the other.

She stood up, twisted and twisted, stretched her muscles and bones, and then lay down.

The fluffy big bed is really comfortable, well, there is only one other guy missing now.

There was a knock on the door.

Meng Qianyan turned over and rolled into the bed.

Luo Ziyan strode into the door in a red robe with a tunic around his waist and a golden crown on his hair.

A pair of sword eyebrows are heroic and detached, and the deep pupils are full of smiles.

With a faint smell of wine, he suddenly opened the curtain.

"Meng Qianyan."

"What are you doing!" Meng Qianyan lay under the quilt, staring at him.

"Festival night in the bridal chamber, what are you doing! Hijab!"

"Fuck you, we've been in the bridal chamber long ago. Today's wedding is for outsiders to see. I'm tired and I have to go to bed."

Luo Ziyan narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of narrowness in his eyes, "Sleep?"

"Ok!"

"You don't sleep until your husband-in-law comes up?"

Meng Qianyan raised his eyebrows, "It's not that I haven't slept with you before! Anyway, even in the deep palace, I still often sleep with you."

"Hmph! What? Have you had enough sleep?"

"That's right, enough sleep, I don't want to sleep anymore!" Meng Qianyan said deliberately.

"Row!"

Luo Ziyan gritted his teeth, quickly tore off the jade belt around his waist, and threw the scarlet robe to the ground. He suddenly lifted the quilt and pressed towards Meng Qianyan.

"Have you had enough sleep?" he asked, looking menacingly at hers.

She looked at him with a smile and shook her head, "No, I don't want to waste time."

While speaking, she already hugged his waist.

Luo Ziyan had an epiphany, and looking down at her chin, it was her collarbone as white as jade, "Qianyan, so you are already here waiting to be your husband."

"We're all married now."

Hehe, when I was in the palace, I was not careful every time.

Finally free and aboveboard together.

She didn't want to care about lifting the hijab at the wedding night, she just wanted to do it right away!Relax yourself and be with the ones you love.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, her jaw, her collarbone, and her softness.

She hugged his strong waist tightly, her cherry red lips whispered softly.

"Well—Ziyan, let's have a baby."

"Okay, let's have a baby."

Like fallen leaves in the wind, like fish swimming in water, like birds in the sea, and like the breeze blowing in the forest, it is lingering and warm.

They are next to each other.

The most intimate pose.

"Well, I'm so tired."

Meng Qianyan turned over, panting heavily, and then looked at Luo Ziyan, who was leaning against the head of the bed, looking at her leisurely.

"If you hate it, you can't be gentle."

"You think I'm not gentle enough?"

"Hmph, scoundrel." Meng Qianyan hummed.

"Then wait for you to rest for a while, let's do it again gentle enough." Luo Ziyan said with a smile, like a scheming fox.

Meng Qianyan was astonished, turned over the quilt and shrank in, "I don't want it."

"You don't want to wait any longer?"

Luo Ziyan chuckled, and roughly lifted her quilt.

"Ziyan." Her voice was almost begging for mercy.

He kissed her forehead, and breathed warmly in her ear, "Qianyan, I will really be gentle this time."

(End of this chapter)